Chapter 8

"There may be one way." But I'm really a little bit shy about it. "

"No way."

After Mu Huan opened his mouth, he hesitated to close it again, "forget it, it's a bit too embarrassing for you."

"Oh, what's the problem? It's not difficult. As long as I can help, I will try my best. Come on, I'm so anxious. "

"Forget it, no more." Mu Huan reaches for the bone china cup on the table, which Fu Xiaoqian grabs.

"Say, don't take me as a good friend?" She grabbed her bag and tried to leave.

Mu Huan quickly grabbed her, a white face with tears of pear blossom, which made me feel pity. He muttered, "that's to say, I just want to find a position in general manager Liao's company, so I'm not afraid of being blocked and bullied by others."

Mr. Liao Zhenbo.

For mu Huan's current situation, Liao Zhenbo is really her best choice. He can not only give her a higher salary, but also better protect her. But for myself, after this, I really don't want to have too much contact with him.

If for mu Huan to beg him, then he is bound to owe him a favor.

I'm afraid I'll have more contact with him in the future, which I don't want to see.

However, when friends are in trouble, they can't stand by.

At the moment, there are two opposing forces in Fu Xiaoqian's heart, struggling and hesitating.

"I think it's a little too hard for you. Qianqian, forget it. I've never experienced such a hard life. I'll just start all over again. I can carry it over. " Mu Huan gently leaned his head on Fu Xiaoqian's shoulder, "don't talk about me. Let's solve your problem first."

The smell of Begonia, which belongs to Mu Huan alone, is full of her sense of smell. The sobbing sound of forbearance and depression comes from time to time. "What's the trouble for me? He would lend me a hundred million yuan. A position is too easy for him. I'll go to him in a moment and ask for you. The first time to update, you can rest assured that I will fight for a good position for you. "

"Really?" Mu Huan suddenly looked up, a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes wide open, right hand on the sexy chest, looking at Fu Xiaoqian in disbelief.

"Qianqian, I'm so lucky to have a good friend like you."

"We are all friends. They say the wine is too much."

"Well, I won't be polite to you. Please do this."

"Well, don't worry." She is always an activist. She grabs the mobile phone lying on the desk and turns it on.

"Ding, Ding, Ding" prompts the stereo to keep on. There are at least dozens of missed calls and dozens of short messages. The general meaning is to ask her to go to "yunguixuan" and accompany Liao Zhenbo to meet some friends.

Looking at the time above, I was three hours late from the scheduled time. I hesitated to dial leson.

"That, Mr. Liao, did he go to yunguixuan?"

"What? You, you haven't gone yet? "

Through the roar of electromagnetic waves, Fu Xiaoqian's eardrum was almost broken. She moved her mobile phone a little further and said, "I'll go right away." I hung up my cell phone.

Hum, if it wasn't for your friends, would you still need to be angry?

Holding a cell phone and making faces at the screen.

Mu Huan's expectant eyes were shaking in front of her eyes. She had to bear the breath and put her mobile phone into her bag. Then she lifted her eyes and felt relaxed. The first time to update

"don't worry, your business is wrapped up in me, I'll go to see her now, you wait for my good news."

"Really, really won't be difficult for you?"

"Absolutely, absolutely no problem." She also learned Mu Huan's tone, replied, and then walked away.

Yunguixuan

two heavy doors of pear blossom wood are closed gently, and two men standing upright at the door are like soldiers who have been trained strictly. There is a pressing luxury in the low profile.

Open the door into the inside, but there is another scene, the path twists and turns, unique cave.

Every path leads to the room, and at the door of each room stands a waiter dressed in a tuxedo. Different from other clubs, every waiter is as energetic as a soldier, with firm eyes, tall and straight posture, and the rough palm has the strength of steel and iron, which always gives people endless sense of security.

This club is one of the clubs owned by Liu Zhenbo's good friend Muyun family. It is the most upscale membership club in the city.

Mu's main business is catering and entertainment projects. Although it is not as large as Liao's empire industry, there are thousands of chain stores of the same specifications all over the country.

Most successful people are keen on it. It can not only protect their business, but also provide all the services that other clubs can provide.

In the largest room of the club, the soft light from the luxury crystal lamp imported from Germany is pouring down. Under the light, four of the city's most valuable men are gathering on an agarwood table to play mahjong.Four enchanting women with hot bodies were around them, lighting cigarettes, serving tea and pouring water. They often inadvertently wiped their bodies with their proud snow chests.

In return, men will squeeze their hips, and then women will complain. The picture is vivid and makes people blush.

Liao Zhenbo raised his eyebrows and looked at the wall clock. Good. This woman really knows how to make him angry.

Four hours have passed since the appointed time.

Holding the well-defined fingers of mahjong, it seems that you can hear the sound of "Ka, Ka". The deep light brown eyes are like ice in the condensation, but there is a bit of evil light. People dare not get close to them, but they can't help looking at them more. The lines of the beautiful side face are tight, just like a raging beast ready to go. The temperature of the whole body drops It's going down again.

The charming woman sitting beside him was forced back by his cold. The stiff atmosphere made her tremble faintly.

Is the atmosphere of Liao Zhenbo's card game so depressing today.

Something's wrong.

Something's wrong!

Three people look at each other, eye wave circulation, we have understood each other's mind.

"Boss, the beauty around you is the number one in my club. Yes? Not to your taste? Would you like to change it for you? " Muyun hands around the side of the beauty, across her back, hands wantonly in her chest knead for a while, provoking women Jiao Chuan repeatedly. One hand is carefree to tap the top of the sunken wooden table with its finger.

Liao Zhenbo has no time to talk to him. He takes care of a card and throws it out.